I realized yesterday that I’m up to 270 pounds…
My belly is getting huge. I noticed that I can’t see my feet anymore standing up, I have to lean over. It keeps getting in the way of everything, I’ve bumped into at least 3 counters and knocked over a glass this last two weeks. My thighs and moobs have completely swollen up. Everytime I lift up my arms, this shirt (a newer one, btw) rides up to my belly button. Wherever and whenever I walk, my body, especially my huge doughball tummy, bounces and jiggles and shakes in unison with each heavy footfall. I’m more winded then usual doing the most rudimentary of tasks.
I can’t stop eating. I really can’t. Even when I’m full I gorge myself even heavier, even rounder, even bigger. Today I wasn’t even that hungry yet I still ordered a giant sub instead of a regular, and topped it off with two brownies that I didn’t need. Then I proceeded to work, my obscene tummy sticking out from my frame.
I need more. I need to be heavier, bigger, softer, plusher, juicier, rounder. I need so so much soft fat. I can’t stop I’m addicted to it. Make me you’re immensely fat, swollen, overfed prince~